APOLOGIES FOR SLAVERY.

The assurance that is often given as an apology for slavery, that

the slaves are contented and happy--that they are not abused, and

are well provided for, is as basely false and untrue, as the system

is infamous, horrid and cruel. For an individual to plead such an

excuse for Southern Slavery, in view of occupying the place of a slave

himself, even in its mildest form, I apprehend that such a man who

knows any thing of slavery--of its abuses--its cruelties--its lashes

and murders, his tongue would become palsied on his lips, and a shudder

as stiffening as the chill of death would come over him at the prospect

of a life of so much _pleasure_ and _happiness_, as he boldly asserts

is the enjoyment of the slave. Put him there, and let him feel for

one short month what he knows the slave feels, and then let him come

out with an apology for such bondage, and tell of its blessings, its

beauties and happiness. And I ask him in all sincerity, if he does not

think the slave feels, when he is brought out to be sold, somewhat as

he would, if he was forced to stand upon the same block, and hear the

Auctioneer tell of his good qualities, his strength, his ingenuity,

his powers of endurance, his unblemished character, and “fully

guarantied against all the vices and maladies prescribed by law.” Let

the experiment be tried with some of these apologists, and take them

into the Arcade in the city of New Orleans and sell them at auction,

and then let them be taken on to a Sugar or Cotton plantation in the

same fields to work with the other _happy_ slaves, and go to his bed

in the same long range of “_beautiful white cottages_,” that look so

neat and _inviting_ as you pass down the Mississippi River. After he

has been here a few years, nay, only through one season of growing cane

or cotton, living upon their _good fare_, their daily _rations_ and

doing their _daily task_, then let him come up, and tell how happy he

has been, and what a curse _liberty_ is, and how much better slavery

is than freedom. And yet, the reply to all this is, “oh, the negroes

don’t know enough to realize anything better, and they cannot take care

of themselves.” Ah, and why are they thus brutalized, and how does

it happen that they know so little? Any one who knows any thing of

Southern slavery, can explain these things, for they know that every

part and parcel of the system, in every particular, is framed with

direct design to brutalize, degrade, and deprave the slave. And they

know too, that when a slave aspires to be a man, that it is a _crime_,

and the charge is brought up against him, “_he is getting too damned

smart_,” and for which is meted out upon his naked back the severest

punishment that can be given by the lash, for the express purpose of

breaking him down, and make him cower before his master like a dog.

They have seen men with a whiter skin than themselves, and mulattoes

too, but a shade darker, who were sons and grandsons of the first men

in Kentucky and Virginia, and men who would consecrate talent and

powers of intellect, and serve even in Southern bondage, as long as

the Patriarch of old did, for a wife, if they could possess one. And do

you not think such men can feel, and will they hug their chains, and

tell you, when they are not under the fear of the lash, that they are

contented and happy? And these apologists know too, that with American

Slavery, as a condition of human bondage, there has never been, in any

age, nor with any people, whether barbarous or civilized, any thing to

compare in point of brutality, cruelty and extreme suffering, resulting

from a combination of causes, that destroy life and shorten the days

of its victims to an extent that legalizes murder; for it is a fact,

proven by the acknowledgment of slave owners themselves, that of an

hundred young men, taken from Kentucky and Virginia, put on Plantations

in Louisiana and Mississippi, seven years will be the average of their

lives. And this is produced by a change of climate, unwholesome food,

over-working, miserable and filthy lodgings, and a general want of

cleanliness in clothing and every thing they have.

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